Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 580

Words failed to capture the turmoil raging within Frederick’s heart.

Jocelyn, on the other hand, was utterly baffled.

Ever since they’d moved into the Winston Estate, their paths crossed more frequently, but Marguerite was always hustling, leaving at dawn and returning well past dusk due to her demanding job.

In all honesty, Jocelyn and Hayes didn’t interact much.

Yet, the words Hayes had for Marguerite were undeniably the highest form of praise.

“Hayes, why would you say that?”

Hayes, hands jammed in his pockets, chin tilted up, appeared to be seriously pondering the question.

“Because… Aunt Marguerite is kind, thoughtful… sincere, and she cares about me…”

He articulated each thought as it came to him. He racked his brain for all of Marguerite’s virtues, wishing he could ascribe every splendid word in the world to her. But to Hayes, even those words seemed too shallow, hardly sufficient to express his true sentiments.

to a vague summation, “It’s just a

a feeling! To him, Aunt Marguerite felt more like family than his own mother ever did!

her eyes welling up with emotion, her heart swelling with a sense of

are always pure; they gravitate towards those who treat them well. Hayes’ affection for Marguerite was a clear sign of her

warmth that Hayes’ actual mother Yuna had failed to provide, he’d

heart

asked, “You heard all that? You’re too stubborn. No matter the past grudges, for the sake of the child, it’s time to let go. And about the poisoning accusation against Marguerite, obviously there’s been a

three long years, yet

a thick fog

look into it, to clear her

you investigate?” Jocelyn challenged.

his demeanor

about what you’re doing for her? Listen, as someone who’s been through it all, you shouldn’t hide everything from her. Love is love. Don’t play games. with mixed signals. If you investigate behind

her son, never daring to jump to conclusions or

sure which was stronger in her son’s heart

their daily interactions had slowly revealed his

had to give him a push.

still linger, but it had become